run, run, run

And when two people have loved each other see how it is like a scar between their bodies, stronger, darker, and proud; how the black cord makes of them a single fabric that nothing can tear or mend.

You’re a work of art. Not everyone will understand you, but the ones who do, will never forget about you.

Go for a drive at midnight and forget you have school the next day. Stop waiting for Friday. Live now. Do it now. Take risks. Tell secrets. Dream big and fight for what you believe in. This life is yours. When are you going to realize that you can do whatever you want?

To love is to recognize yourself in another.

Every day one should at least hear one little song, read one good poem, see one fine painting and — if at all possible — speak a few sensible words.